Heaven and earth are like a pair of eternal couples. If you hang it upside down and look at it, the stars and rivers are bright, and thousands of lights are on. The mountains and rivers of the earth are like caissons.
With a flash of sword light, Chen Ping'an stretched out his hand to catch the messenger flying sword. After reading the content, he smiled and said: "It's better to come early than to come by chance."
Xie Cixi knew his mountain master well, "Did you pick up the money?"
Chen Pingan handed the envelope to Xie Gou, nodded and said with a smile: "That's right, good things come in pairs."
It turns out that there was finally good news about the temporarily established Ancestral Hall in Yunyan Country. After all the hard work of excavating Dadu, various forces moved mountains and diverted water along the way. A certain small vassal country of the Yu Dynasty was here.
A few days later, the ruins of a terrestrial Dragon Palace that violated the rituals were unintentionally unearthed. The majestic atmosphere is almost comparable to the three-thousand-year-old Dragon Palace of the Four Seas. The tens of thousands of years of coral contained in it are rare in the world. This thing can be said to be valuable.
Liancheng is a natural treasure pavilion. It can be hung with pieces of spiritual treasures and can also be refined into sword stands. It has many incredible uses.
Since it is not of ordinary value, the final ownership of this terrestrial dragon palace is worth pondering.
Xie Gou read the letter written by Mrs. Zhong and laughed and said: "Without those troublemakers like Qingyang, Tongyezhou's fortune has suddenly improved."
She immediately asked a key question: "In the covenant signed with Yu Guizong and the others, was there a plan to deal with this situation clearly in advance?"
Chen Pingan nodded and said: "Of course there must be. There must be a general framework that everyone agrees with in advance. Otherwise, money and silk will touch people's hearts. If we talk about feelings when we should talk about money, wouldn't it hurt our feelings? Including Dongtian Paradise, various ancient monasteries
, the country where the Immortal Mansion ruins are located can take 20% of the income, which is equivalent to their ancestral property. If it is located within the boundaries of a certain Immortal Mansion sect with clear title deeds, it can also share 20%. In fact, at the beginning, our Sect Leader Cui felt that
Taking away two achievements was enough to show loyalty, and let the local country and the mountain sect discuss the division of accounts among themselves. The Daquan Yao family and the Pushan Ye family did not agree. The Yu Guizong wanted to compete. See our Qingping Sword Sect Capital
No objection, forget it. As for the rest, according to the money-spending efforts of Qingping Sword Sect, Yugui Sect, Daquan Yao Sect and other forces, according to their respective proportions, they will get matching dividends. Of course, a certain country, a certain country
In the Immortal Mansion, you can use your respective 20% of the dividends to resell and buy them on the spot, find a new owner, and exchange them for cash."
Xie Gou grinned. When it comes to money, our mountain master is in particularly good spirits.
Xie Gou rubbed his hands and asked: "Dragon Palace has many restrictions. If we open the door, can we get more?"
Chen Ping'an smiled knowingly, saying that his family was very concerned about making money.
Because the landscape restrictions of the Dragon Palace have always been the most difficult to crack among the various relics and secret realms, the Yu Dynasty did not dare to act rashly and "open the door" casually, fearing that an accident would cause earthquakes in the ground and a series of consequences.
It's a disaster. So it's not possible to give an accurate estimate yet.
The enlightened people living in seclusion in the world have opened up a Taoist temple, but they have to admit that the Taoism is hopeless in this life, because they do not want to end the Taoist lineage, or they hope that there will be virtuous people in the future, who are destined to get it, and help pass down the Dharma lineage.
I have a little bit of luck in my heart, thinking that after the reincarnation of Bingjie, I can one day revisit my old place, renew the relationship, and climb mountains to practice Taoism again. As long as I succeed, my "present body" can save a lot of trouble on the road of practice. So this
Dojos with no owners usually leave one or two clues, so that it is not a dead end.
On the other hand, the Big and Small Dragon Palaces are recognized as treasure-hiding places, and their burial meaning is even more important. In history, there are many tragedies in history where abandoned Dragon Palaces were opened without permission, causing the mountains and rivers to shake, and affecting one party.
As for the Dragon Palace where Bai Deng was hiding, if Chen Ping'an hadn't happened to be nearby, and Lu Chen was responsible for clearing the way, the country would have been as powerful as the Great Li Dynasty, so they wouldn't have dared to take it lightly.
Chen Ping'an said: "It's probably not our turn to take action. Feng Xuetao and Nen Taoist are both in the capital now."
One is a registered worshiper of the Jade Gui Sect, and the other likes to show off. These two Ascended Realms have become the best candidates to open the many doors of the Dragon Palace.
In fact, a certain Ascended Realm is more suitable, but his alias is Jing Xing, Yang Zhi, who serves as a worshiper of the Yao family, has left the capital. Apparently, Xie Gou's appearance at the border of Yunyan Kingdom earlier alerted the big monster, and he chose to avoid it.
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This account is easy to calculate. Xiao Mo, Bai Jing, and Yang Zhi will definitely have to run away even if Zhu Yan is around to help them, and they even have to worry about whether they can run or not.
At this moment, in the direction of Nan Posuo Continent, a majestic Tao Qi shot straight into the sky, the glow was endless, a purple-gold vortex appeared in the sky, and a little golden light slowly rose.
There is the auspicious atmosphere of ethereal music, jade chimes ringing, goddesses scattering flowers, and immortal officials sending blessings.
Another person has attained enlightenment and ascended to heaven.
Thousands of disciples and disciples in the dojo where this man was located looked up at the magnificent painting, their eyes blurred and they were intoxicated.
When the enlightened man returned to the mountain dojo, they finally came to their senses and shouted in unison to congratulate their ancestor on his ascension...
Chen Ping'an could only rely on his qi-gazing technique to get a general idea of the weather.
Xie Gou didn't know what secret technique was used, but he watched it with great interest.
All kinds of strange things come one after another. Auspicious miracles, magical treasures and opportunities arise at the right moment, and they spring up like bamboo shoots after a rain.
The Heavenly Lord of Luzhou in Beiju Xie Shi ascended on the Luan.
As Lu Chen's personal disciple, Cao Rong soared in the sea during the day.
Fu Qi from Old Dragon City has just come out of seclusion and become an immortal.
In Tongyezhou, there is also Nu Guan Huang Ting who returned to Haoran not long ago. She had no bottleneck in cultivating Taoism, but she broke through inexplicably and became a Taoist Yuanjun.
Xie Gou murmured for no reason, "Unrequited love is like toothache."
Chen Pingan asked: "Did the old cook say it again?"
Xie Gou complained: "Don't always be an old cook, show some respect to Mr. Lao Zhu."
Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "You don't have to beat around the bush or make insinuations. Of course I'm happy to see you and Xiao Mo become a Taoist couple. I will definitely help you if I can."
Xie Gou smiled broadly, very flatteringly, and raised his arms to make a fist-clenching gesture, "Mr. Zhu said that when it comes to love between men and women, the mountain master is a hidden master."
Pinch it!"
Chen Ping'an laughed and said: "Senior Xiancha believes this, do you believe it too?"
Back then on Osmanthus Island, Chen Ping'an, who was still a young man, rarely boasted to others without drafting a draft. At that time, he stunned Gu Qingsong.
Xie Gou asked: "The mountain master seems to be afraid of the master of Bixiao Cave?"
Chen Ping'an said: "Of course I'm in awe. Besides, as the mountain master, I have to think more about Wei Xian and the others. I'm very reserved in what I say and do."
Xie Gou said: "Are you worried that they are puppets? Then just say it directly. With Xiao Mo here, fellow Taoist Bixiao will sell you face anyway. Is it because the mountain master thinks that asking for help is too embarrassing?"
Chen Ping'an said: "If it were feasible, I would have said it a long time ago. Face is worth a lot of money. But the problem is that old viewers may not be willing to accept this. It is suspected that they are being good at getting a bargain. I am afraid that it will be counterproductive."
Xie Gou nodded and said: "That's right, Fellow Daoist Bixiao's temper is indeed a bit strange."
Not accepting disciples, not teaching the Dharma, being alone with few close friends.
Another example is when the wild world is attacking Haoran, the smoke is everywhere, and they will not leave.
When the world in Haoran is at peace, he will go to Qingming, where chaos has arisen.
What are you trying to do? Are you dissatisfied that your Tao power is too strong? Are you deliberately sacrificing your own Tao power for fun?
In fact, there is another very important reason. The master of Bixiao Cave seems to look at his own mountain master with admiration?
Xie Gou suggested: "Mountain Master, I'm bored anyway, why don't we go to the next mountain to have some wine?"
Chen Ping'an said: "There's nothing to talk about with them, it's just boring."
However, Xie Gou had already removed the cover-up, so Chen Pingan let her go without deliberately adding a formation to cover up his whereabouts.
Everyone over there had a look of wariness in their eyes. In the wilderness, two people suddenly appeared next to them, making everyone nervous.
Xie Gou threw out a piece of colorful silk satin that was more than ten feet long from his sleeve, and swept it towards the adjacent hilltop, like a rainbow across the sky, constantly stretching. The girl in the mink hat walked on the "bridge" with a bright smile, cupping her fists and shouting:
"Fellow Taoists, don't panic, my senior brother and I are both upright and upright people."
She has already made a draft. She is the proud daughter of an unknown small sect. She and her senior brothers are looking for fellow disciples and slaying demons along the way. Along the way, they have gained a lot...
Who doesn't know how to make up stories?
Alas, where is the mountain master?
Everyone saw the strange girl who didn't know where to stand. She suddenly stamped her feet, turned around and ran away halfway, put away the good-looking colorful satin spirit treasure, and said in a hurry: "Senior brother, wait for me."
She has a natural intuition, which is similar to the Buddhist clairvoyance. She can see the true body of the monk, the Dharma, and many other visions without any obstacles.
Even if she just glanced at the blurry green figure on the other side of the mountain, she was already unsettled. But the figure disappeared in a flash, and she didn't have time to take another look.
But in her eyes, the "girl" who built the bridge with colorful satin was like a sixteen-armed female god, with a terrifying and wild atmosphere that made her breathless.
Before the girl in the mink hat turned and left, she clearly looked at herself, nodded, and seemed to be smiling but not smiling.
After catching up with the mountain master who was already more than a hundred miles away, Xie Gou said: "He is a passable Taoist cultivator, but it is a pity that his immortality is not good enough and he failed to enter the famous sect with the prefix Zong."
Xie Gou's so-called qualifications, if nothing else, must have started with the Earth Immortal. I heard them talking about the mountain affairs before, they respected the immortal elders and respected seniors like gods, that is, the two golden elixirs, and those few
This young handsome man who they thought was unattainable, the so-called spiritual giant, was only in the sea-viewing realm.
Xie Gou actually has several forms. The current appearance of a girl in a mink hat is one of a kind, a kind of self-conquer.
The other one is the way she faced the ghost fairy Zheng Dan at the Great Wall of Sword Qi. In ancient times, Bai Jingduo appeared in this body and walked the earth.
The third form that the female cultivator looked at tonight was more like Xie Gou's Dharma form. The fourth form was, of course, Xie Gou's demon true form.
In addition, there is a kind of perfect state that Xie Dog will only show when fighting for his life with people.
Xiao Mo, who likes to challenge swordsmen with strong men, had no choice but to run to Luobaotan to avoid her when facing Bai Jing.
The old blind man has such a high vision, and his evaluation of Bai Jing is not low.
Chen Pingan asked: "That female nun sitting on the ivory mat?"
Xie Gou shook his head and said: "The one with freckles on his face is the green leaf for the former."
Chen Ping'an recalled his previous encounter by the river, and remembered that the fairy with green sleeves and yellow crown was too kind to others. He made a joke and laughed at himself: "I like to judge people by their appearance."
Xie Gou asked: "Should I turn around and say hello to Sect Master Cui and ask him to pay attention?"
Chen Pingan nodded and said: "Okay."
On the mountain, you don't have to change your genealogy to go to another ashram to practice. Just like the female cultivators of Zhuchai Island's genealogy on the back of the fish, they can go to the Lotus Root Blessed Land to practice. They also help in the dragon boat turning ink and Niujiaodu Baofuzhai, which is similar to the officialdom.
Secondment, or "walking" in a certain official position in a certain yamen. Generally, Qi practitioners with this kind of experience and qualifications are often direct disciples carefully cultivated by the ancestral hall of small sects, and Daxian Mansion is also willing to treat them with courtesy.
In addition, the latter will regard the former as half of her natal family in the future, both emotionally and rationally.
Yu Xuan took the initiative to send Taoist Ding and others to Luopo Mountain, which is a good example.
Of course, there is also Grandmaster Wen of Lingfei Palace who came in angrily and left happily.
Now Wen Chengcheng no longer regards himself as an outsider.
Wen Jingxin didn't know what he was thinking. Luopo Mountain didn't pay him a salary. Instead, he was killed by Zheng Dafeng again and again, and he already owed a lot of debt. Wen Jingxin actually "repayed evil with kindness", spending a lot of thought and meticulously
I compiled a boxing manual and deceived the children who are practicing martial arts, saying that it is a secret book for getting started in the world of martial arts, which is the foundation of the basics. If you can't learn it, it means that you are not good at practicing martial arts.
He also suggested to Zheng Dafeng that two groups of children from Yingyufeng and Huayingfeng should fight each other, and they would have group fights twice a month. Anyway, with him watching, they would only get some flesh injuries at most, but they would not hurt the roots.
Jumping over the fish mountain, how many boxings have been learned, how many immortal techniques have been realized, and how many pounds and taels are there, they have to be taken out for a walk. Zheng Dafeng, as the master of Yingyu Peak, accepts them one by one, and as the general manager of Huaying Peak
The instructor, Xie Gou, had no objection to this, but she secretly ordered Gan Bingbang to quickly help eight children who couldn't learn anything or do anything, set up a small business, and taught a few quick courses.
Shenfa, magic.
The result was that the Taoist geniuses at Huaying Peak lost miserably against those martial arts geniuses who were ruthless and good at cooperating.
Instructor Xie was so embarrassed that he ran out to relax.
Gantang, who originally regarded going to Tiaoyu Mountain to work part-time as a chore, directly built a thatched hut on Huaying Peak instead of returning to the Sword Worship Platform.
Zheng Dafeng cooked the food himself and set up three tables for a celebration banquet. He asked them if they felt good about beating up the qigong practitioners. Wen carefully reminded them not to be arrogant in victory and not discouraged in defeat. He deliberately emphasized the word "don't be discouraged in defeat" in a very strong way, which annoyed the children.
They laughed loudly. Zheng Dafeng and Brother Wen exchanged cups, saying that half of the credit for the complete victory should go to Brother Wen. It turned out that for this seemingly joking confrontation, Wen carefully paid attention to it and helped draw an accurate map in advance.
, setting up ambush locations, how to lure the enemy deep, when, where, and where to outflank...all of this requires the art of war.
It seems that Grandmaster Wen is very happy staying in Luopo Mountain.
In fact, at the celebration banquet, Zheng Dafeng even pointed out some flaws and felt that their acting skills were a bit lacking. He said that we must know what we, the mountain masters, were like when we were your age.
There were two tables full of boys and girls sitting under the eaves, and there was silence for a moment. Everyone raised their ears and lowered their heads to eat.
The key is that there was a white-haired boy squatting at the door, writing furiously. On a certain day of a certain year, Zheng Dafeng, the military leader of Tiaoyu Mountain, publicly praised the owner of the mountain. The original text is as follows...
Zheng Dafeng smiled awkwardly, pretending to be calm, and waved his hand, "Ha, drink, drink, eat meat."
With a forced smile on his face, Zheng Dafeng called out to Miss Konghou, trying to win over one or two. The white-haired boy stood up, put away his paper and pen, sighed, cursed disgustingly, and walked away with the evidence.
We entered the border of Yunyan Country with Xie Gou. We walked neither fast nor slowly, and the scenery along the way was beautiful, with beautiful mountains and clear waters, and lush willows and flowers.
Passing by an abandoned lotus pond that has no owner for the time being, the breeze is cool and the lotus leaves are spread out. It reminds me that in the old days, they once covered the waist of a beautiful woman.
I believe that the boys and girls in Tongyezhou will become more and more beautiful.
some people.
Walk cautiously in the world and work hard to please the world.
We are all afraid of hurting people in this world.
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In a fly restaurant in Yulindu, a young man in white with a red mole on his eyebrows and a young woman with a round bun were eating supper at the same table. They ordered a grilled fish and two kilograms of bulk soil.
Brewing barley wine. The young man was squatting on a bench, holding a wine glass, talking and talking non-stop. But the woman was quite dignified, chewing slowly and being taciturn, just listening to the barley wine and wine.
The young man who couldn't stop talking about delicious food just kept talking.
And the young man talked about Xiantian with a louder tone, just like talking at the table in a market restaurant about a multi-million-dollar business.
"Liu Caishen of Aaizhou and Mr. Fan, the ancestor of the merchants, in fact, there is no superiority or inferiority in the paths taken by both parties. One path is to disperse money, and the other is to gather money, both are within the scope of harmony.
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"It is rumored that the casting and expenditure of every snow coin is imprinted with Liu Caishen's thoughts. Of course it is just a rumor. If this is the truth, it is too scary."
"The Confucian Temple has no control over how Liu Caishen joins the Tao, when and where he joins the Tao. Mr. Fan just made a bad move, and there is nothing he can do about it. The rules of etiquette and sage are very important. After all, all the schools of thought are under his control."
"Mr. Fan spent a lot of money on Aquarius Island before, which was a subtle temptation by the merchants. To be precise, it was a means of inspection by the merchants. Of course, we don't have to doubt Mr. Fan's original intentions and intentions. He
Naturally, he has great ambitions, and his own attitude towards money is even more detached. However, he could not resist the bad behavior of Li Sheng. Mr. Fan and the merchants scattered countless money and moved out almost half of the family property. He obviously had great achievements.
Yu Haoran waited until the end of the war, received rewards according to his merits, and then started a barbaric war. He put all his money on Mr. Fan's union, so that a rising tide would lift all boats, and one person would gain the right to ascend to heaven, but the result was a fight.
There is no movement at all. The Confucian Temple has only elevated the status of the merchants, so the entire merchants are confused. It is obvious that this road will not work. Over there in the wild battlefield, do the merchants' children continue to spend money? This is not possible
It's a very worrying question. Mr. Fan didn't say anything. The group of businessmen in charge were all wondering if it wasn't enough to give out half of the family fortune, so why not take a big gamble? Spend all the family wealth. This is finally sincere.
Is that right? Among hundreds of merchants, which one can be more kind than our merchant?"
Having said this, Cui Dongshan asked with a smile: "Senior Sister, guess what?"
Pei Qian shook his head and said, "I can't guess."
Cui Dongshan said slowly: "Since the merchant became one of the hundreds of schools of thought, he has never been poor. Now he has become a pauper with a strong shoulder to bear moral responsibility and a breeze in his sleeves. Who will believe this kind of thing if it is spread? But etiquette
If Sheng doesn't nod his head, Mr. Fan will be unable to cross that threshold. The businessman who has spent all his money will almost have an internal quarrel over this, and there will be complaints and grievances. Let alone make a lot of money from gambling, it will take a while.
They couldn't even get their capital back, and no one would be aggrieved, so the merchants showed signs of splitting into several mountains. Some were jealous of gambling, some refused to believe in the Confucian Temple, and some thought of quickly changing ways to stop losses.
We are in business with the Confucian Temple, and there are also those who want to take the opportunity to set up their own business, such as several Dao lineages including the Ji Ran family."
Pei Qian asked: "What is Mr. Fan's attitude?"
Cui Dongshan thought to himself and said: "As long as you are seeking profit, as long as you are not pure in the slightest, you are destined to fail. But if you can't afford it without profit, how can there be any businessman in the world who doesn't make money, right, senior sister?"
Pei Qian said absently: "That's right."
Cui Dongshan said with a smile: "Not long ago, Liu Youzhou was so obsessed that he went to hang out with Gu Can, otherwise he would definitely come to hang out with Senior Sister."
Pei Qian was puzzled, "He really likes me? Are you just making fun of me?"
Cui Dongshan smiled and said: "Isn't it normal to like a good senior sister?"
Pei Qian shook his head and said seriously: "It's not normal."
Cui Dongshan said helplessly: "Sister, you can't always think that you are a little black coal, right?"
Pei Qian rolled his eyes.
Cui Dongshan changed his reason, "No matter how ugly a woman is, there are still people who like her."
Pei Qian nodded and said, "This reason is more reliable."
Cui Dongshan quickly added, "What Sword Master Mi said, I just borrowed it."
Half of the grilled fish was eaten. The senior sister and junior senior brother turned the grass carp over with their chopsticks. Cui Dongshan picked up the chopsticks and took a bite.
Pei Qian took a sip of barley and began to wander thousands of miles again. Cui Dongshan said: "That dragon palace on land cannot be accurately valued without making a list before opening it."
"Generally speaking, as long as we don't fight for the ownership of the Immortal Palace ruins in the south, the Jade Gui Sect will not touch the Dragon Palace. This is called courtesy. In short, we have a chance to wrap up the entire Dragon Palace.
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"Sell it again and keep it for a long time!"
Pei Qian heard what he heard going in and out of his ears. At this moment, a middle-aged man walked into the restaurant and asked straight to the point: "Mr. Cui, are you selling this wine glass?"
Cui Dongshan smiled and said nothing. As long as this guy asked, the price would definitely not be a problem.
But Cui Dongshan seemed to be deliberately arrogant and said: "Even if I am willing to sell it, Mr. Fan may not be able to afford it."
Mr. Fan smiled and said: "Then a gentleman should not take away what others like."
Cui Dongshan suddenly became anxious. He moved his buttocks to make room for Mr. Fan and invited him to sit down. Mr. Fan was not polite and asked the waiter for a pair of bowls and chopsticks.
Pei Qian put down his chopsticks and took the initiative to say hello to the founder of the business across the table. Mr. Fan smiled and nodded in greeting, "Famous teachers produce great disciples. Master Chen Shanzhu can be called the two masters of boxing training and teaching."
Cui Dongshan marveled, businessman, this is a businessman.
When you go out, you have to talk about your eyesight.
Pei Qian, who was still Xiao Heitan, traveled to the Great Wall of Sword Qi with Big White Goose. On the top of the city, she didn't dare to look at the boss swordsman.
If you watch too much, your eyes will hurt.
The last time, it was at the Lotus Root Blessed Land in his hometown. Pei Qian was at the mouth of the well, looking up at the majestic old Taoist priest.
It was only later that she found out that this old temple owner was the real God of Lotus Flower Paradise.
With the Jiuquan Cup, people who like to drink no longer need to make wine or buy wine.
How is this different from a poor bachelor who cannot afford a wife but can meet the goddess in his dreams every night?
Mr. Fan picked up a piece of fish with chopsticks and asked with a smile: "You really don't want to sell it?"
Cui Dongshan sighed, "You come and let me haggle over the price. Of course it's okay. I really don't want to sell it."
Back then, Cui Dongshan secretly visited Sun Juyuan's private house, and the two parties had a heart-to-heart talk.
Sun Juyuan, who owned a wine fountain cup, was elegant and elegant. He had never been to that famous wine shop, so naturally he didn't write it as "nothing happened".
It is unknown whether Sun Juyuan ever bought the seals of Baijianxian and Jianjianxian.
He had a good chat with Cui Dongshan, a foreigner.
"I am Dongshan." "I am still Xihe."
The only heroic guy who dares to talk back to his face.
As long as you have been to the Great Wall of Sword Qi, there will always be some people or things that left a deep impression on you.
Sun Juyuan, who had no good impression of Haoran Tianxia, once had a "but" that was not what Cui Dongshan expected.
"But." "I want to cross the city. Do I agree?"
Mr. Fan suddenly asked: "I have never been able to find the path to harmony. Does Mr. Cui have any good suggestions?"
Cui Dongshan had a strange look on his face, "If you're in the Ascension Realm, let's ask someone in the Immortal Realm how to merge with the Tao?"
Mr. Fan frowned and said, "Did you really forget, or were you just pretending to be stupid?"
Cui Dongshan said with confusion on his face: "How to say?"
No wonder he calls himself Mr. Cui instead of Sect Master Cui. It turns out that the old bastard owes the other party a huge debt, and now the creditor comes to visit? Easy to handle, default!
Mr. Fan said: "In the early years in Dali Capital, Mr. Cui said that the Lisheng will never allow merchants to have too high status. They will always be lower than the Yin and Yang family of the right time, the farmers of the right location, and the poems and chapters of Renhe."
One thing, in short, is that as long as I am the founder of the merchants, I will not be able to reach the fourteenth realm. No matter what method I use, the Lisheng will not 'give way'. But Cui Chan said that he has a way
, you can show me a path to harmony."
Cui Dongshan blinked, "Did he really say that? Exactly, word for word?"
Mr. Fan felt helpless, "Sect Leader Cui, do you think I would joke about this kind of thing?"
It is natural for businesses to make money. Generally speaking, if Mr. Fan wants to be in harmony, he just wants to make money and become the richest person in the world.
Facts have proved that this road does not work. Then do the opposite. Scatter money like a road. Not only is making money first, but spending money is also first. Between the gathering and dispersing of money, the world is filled with countless big roads.
Small and large, invisible "money paths", but the result is still unsuccessful. In fact, Mr. Fan had expected this.
Cui Dongshan rubbed his chin, thought about it, and said cautiously: "To be honest, that old bastard suffered losses at the wine table when he was young, so he hates businessmen the most. Mr. Fan, you know it
Yes, he is the most petty and narrow-minded, and he can hold grudges for a long time, so... maybe, probably, maybe, maybe he deliberately tricked you."
Pei Qian glanced at Mr. Fan, who was sullen, and could tell that he wanted to curse.
Since there was nothing to talk about, Mr. Fan said goodbye without wasting any time.
Cui Dongshan asked: "Mr. Fan, what are you doing?"
Mr. Fan endured it again and again, and finally restrained himself from yelling, and said angrily: "Go out and make money!"
You embroidered tiger, do you really think you are robbing the rich and giving to the poor?!
Cui Dongshan muttered: "Let's settle the account first."
Mr. Fan took a deep breath, turned around and waved to the young man in white, and said with a smile: "Come here."
Probably what the business founder was thinking at this moment was just like Cui Dongshan himself said, the young man is so handsome, but it is a pity that he is not mute.
Cui Dongshan said: "I won't go there, just throw the money over."
Pei Qian reminded: "It's almost done."
Cui Dongshan shook his head, his younger brother was famous for his boldness as a skilled artist, and he didn't scare anyone.
Pei Qian said: "Master seems to be on the way here."
Cui Dongshan stood up as if his butt was on fire and ran quickly to the door, "Take a walk with Mr. Fan."
Mr. Fan was walking in the alley, but he didn't shrink directly from the mountains and rivers. He was out of sight and out of mind.
Cui Dongshan held the back of his head with both hands and said with a playful smile: "What is good for the top will be bad for the bottom. The one who makes the most money may be able to make money, but the one who makes the most money can't. Now,
In future generations, how the disciples and grandsons of merchants make money will all focus on the ancestors like you on the hanging statues, and they will learn from your example."
Mr. Fan said: "I understand the truth."
Cui Dongshan smiled and said: "The key lies in the word heart. Making money is nothing more than a gentleman using it wisely. Making more or less is one thing, but whether you are evil or not is another matter. The business's integrity
The foundation is nothing more than integrity. So where does integrity come from? It is nothing more than being willing to make less money despite knowing that you can make more money. But the problem is that in the world of wealth, integrity can become the biggest factor in calculation.
Common divisor? There are so many similar questions. As a business, you are full of paradoxes and loopholes. If you cannot reconcile these contradictions, you are destined to fail."
Mr. Fan shook his head and said, "You don't need to tell me these superficial truths."
Cui Dongshan sneered and said: "Simple?! If I were the Lisheng, no matter how much money you make, you will always be at the bottom among all the schools of thought."
Mr. Fan remained silent.
Cui Dongshan stood on tiptoes and patted Mr. Fan on the shoulder, "Old Fan, you are making money, you are not shabby."
Mr. Fan smiled bitterly and was speechless.
Cui Dongshan retracted his hand, shook his sleeves, then folded his hands over his sleeves, and said calmly: "Cui Chan said he would show you a way, but he did not trick you. In fact, it was not in the future, but at that time. From that moment on, you
You are on the road that Cui Chen helped pave for you. From that moment on until this moment, the only thing you need to do is to match your financial path with your heart path. Therefore, he is indeed deceiving you at the same time, deliberately using rituals to scare you.
Yes, various schools of thought, after all, are different from ordinary monks. It is not so easy to reach the fourteenth level of Hedao and pass the heart test. Last time at the Confucian Temple, Li Sheng deliberately elevated the status of the entire business, but he did not give way to you.
, isn’t it testing you? Xiuhu makes you give up. If you still have any luck, then Li Sheng will make you give up again. Mr. Fan, believe it or not, when you walk out of this alley, you will be in the Fourteenth Realm.
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Mr. Fan was thoughtful and doubtful.
Cui Dongshan stretched out his hand.
Mr. Fan looked confused.
"How much money will you give me if you listen to me?"
Cui Dongshan said angrily: "The three of us drink wine and eat meat without paying the bill. If we spread the word, we will make a joke!"
Mr. Fan smiled and took out a piece of silver and handed it to the boy in white.
Cui Dongshan turned around and walked towards the restaurant, while Mr. Fan was walking alone in the alley.
Quickly entering the restaurant, Cui Dongshan took out a few pieces of silver and placed them on the table, winking at Pei Qian.
Pei Qian asked: "What?"
Cui Dongshan said from his heart: "I was afraid of being beaten, so I ran away quickly."
The moonlight is like water, flowing over the world.
A remote place in the northwest of Liuxia Continent, Yuncai Kingdom is not big, and the capital is even smaller.
The Yuncai Kingdom is a vassal state of a large dynasty. As a rule, it has to pay tribute to the suzerain state every year. However, the tribute has always been small and the suzerain state has given more, because everyone knows that the Yuncai State is really poor and has meager products. I understand.
That's fine, but you still need to pay subsidies. Therefore, the fleet of envoys from the Yuncai Kingdom is famous for arriving at a time when they arrive, but when they leave, it will be full.
Although the sparrow is small and has all the internal organs, there are so many yamen in the capital. It is said that the number is even more exaggerated than that of the suzerain country.
Perhaps it was true as the book said, because Bai Ling protected the small court. For a hundred years, it could be said that the years were prosperous, the government was well-controlled, and there was no war. It has always been a good situation.
There is a willow-shaded lake in the capital with a willow embankment that is crowded with tourists all year round. Various buildings, boats, paintings, and geese are dotted along the waterside, and people are singing, singing, and dancing day and night. Along the lake, there are the residences of ministers, old pavilions, and noble houses.
In the other courtyard, aristocratic families gather together, the wealthy gentry and wealthy businessmen show off their financial resources, and various courtyards and private gardens are gathered here. Therefore, the carriages and horses are noisy every day, and the horses and servants are noisy, especially in the morning and evening.
There are noisy people, the roads are congested, and the noise is endless. The women are vying for beauty and cannot bear the loneliness. They often wear palace-like makeup, ride in sedans, and ride horses through the willows. The warblers sing and swallows sing, and the people are more beautiful than the flowers.
In this most prosperous place, there is a young and poor official who works as a clerk in the Ministry of Accounts. Although his salary is meager, he still has an official status. He is no more poor than those poor people who can't exchange for a few pennies with a belly full of ink. Here he is.
I rented a house and kept a tall and thick personal maid, who always hung a bag and inkstone on her waist. The reason why these two masters and servants were able to pick up this big leak was because it was a haunted house. In short, they were the masters.
She is not big, her maid is not pretty, and she is not conspicuous.
The maid's name is Yan Gua, and the young official's name is Shao Benchu.
In this small country in the corner of the country, the owner became a big-time household official. He was in charge, which sounded nice to him. In fact, the hat of an official was very small. Fortunately, he was donating houses and selling his official position, so he had a lot of money. But his real body remained.
In the house, I often fall asleep, which is literally "daydreaming". At night, I like to stay up all night and read all kinds of books. Are I a night owl?
He looks like a yang god, so he goes to the Hubu yamen to order the meal on time every day. He is extremely conscientious in doing things, is a good hand at handling complicated official affairs, and is incredibly experienced. Unfortunately, there is no one in the court to support him. As for the yin god, he is out of the body.
, is responsible for practicing and nourishing the soul of the true body. Therefore, twelve hours a day and three hundred and sixty-five days a year, we practice all the time, getting twice the result with half the effort.
In the important place of the capital, beside the emperor, if the monks on the mountain travel far away as ghosts and are officials, going in and out of the government office and busy with official duties, it is still a bit taboo.
She, the goddess of hanging inkstones who came to Liuxiazhou from Mural City, said she was guarding the road in the house, but in fact she had nothing to do every day. Even her master allowed her to visit the capital more, but she only went out a few times.
I lost interest and watched a few lantern festivals. The national master didn’t even have a golden elixir. For monks on the mountain, let alone a capital city, the entire Yuncai Kingdom is a small place. The aura of heaven and earth is average, the energy of mountains and rivers is average, and the power and destiny of the country are ordinary.
It is also peaceful, and the neighboring countries on the border have also been at peace for a long time. They are like a few harmonious neighbors, each doing their own thing, so for more than a hundred years, they have generally been in peace with each other.
Therefore, even the state master's realm is only the Dragon Gate realm. His cultivation ability is not great, but the Taoist temple looks quite imposing.
Her only interest is to follow her master to Liuxiazhou Tianmu every six months to capture thunder and lightning and refine the thunder pool.
This house is not big, and it is rented. It is just a courtyard with three entrances. In fact, according to the owner's local background and current official salary, it is reasonable to say that it is a bit difficult, so the owner often needs to make some calligraphy and paintings and sell them.
, come back in exchange for some money, naturally there will be no extra maids or maids.
But on that night boat, the owner was the lord of Rongmao City, whose pseudonym was Shao Baojuan.
In the early years, the ten young people who were selected to dominate the world did not have the title of master. She felt a little unfair.
The master was open-minded and comforted her, saying that in the officialdom at the foot of the mountain, if one's virtue is not up to par, the worst he can do is to get a bad reputation, but in the mountain practice, if one's strength is not up to par, something will happen.
The master also said that with his current state of paper, he really couldn't be included in the rankings. If he met any one and started a dispute on the road, he would die. At most, he could barely occupy a place among the ten candidates behind him.
"What is the master's ambition?"
"If you become an official, a person from the humble Han clan will be able to become a minister who helps the emperor regulate yin and yang when he succeeds in the future."
"If you want to practice, try to reach the Ascension Realm one day. Then go to Qingming Tianxia to see if there is any chance to continue to be an official."
"Master, do you really like being an official that much?"
"I remember when I was a kid, I arrested Zhou and got an official seal."
"Official fans."
It seems that his ancestors and fathers were only minor local officials.
"How did the master recognize the criminal officer Hao Su?"
"A sleepwalk."
Shao Benchu was chatting with the maid while reading the latest Shanshui Di newspaper.
It's just that none of Haoran's newspapers would write about the battle situation in the wilderness, but Shao Benchu had information channels and knew that a young monk belonging to the lineage of novelists appeared on the battlefield over there, with the Taoist name Barnyard Officer. This person was originally in
He is unknown in the vast world, but he shines brightly on the wild battlefield and is extremely eye-catching.
The novice disciple of a novelist is initially responsible for building a village, constructing the landscape, geography, and local customs. Step by step, from scratch to something, from less to more, from simplicity to complexity. With this practice, practice makes perfect, and gradually expands the territory, from prefectures to counties.
The states gathered together to form a country, shaping the landscape and gods, building the City God Temple, Wenwu Temple, Wenchang Pavilion and Taoist temples, etc., with immortal family hills and Jianghu sects. In the end, people, things and things flourished. According to each novelist's preferences, "
Everything in the world within "the jurisdiction" has its own emphasis. The only flaw is that in the blessed land of white paper, even the banished immortals cannot feel the passage of time. In addition, the orientation, timing, weight, etc. are all far from "real"
, it seems that there is a gap of paper. The novelist is also one of the most distant from the mortal world among all the schools of thought.
And that young monk single-handedly built an army of hundreds of thousands of elite cavalry. Although these soldiers and horses are too particular about the right time and place, once they leave the blessed land of white paper, they will be greatly compromised, and they are also easily attacked by some targeted immortals.
The technique has been "beaten by wind and rain". But no matter what, the novelists' skills will eventually be a feat that has never been seen in the world during the previous war.
In some battlefields in the wild world, it is most suitable for temporary charging.
Shao Benchu felt a little regretful that he had never been to the wild world.
In a rural school, Jiang Shangzhen, who became a teacher, was reading at night with a bowl of earthenware and a plate of peanuts.
On Luolu Mountain, Xiao Mili spread out an "astronomy" diary. Most of the time, she only recorded the clouds, rain, and snow every day, whether it was full of clouds or clear blue sky, but occasionally she also wrote about whether the moon was round or not, or whether it was a day in the mountains this year.
Her azalea was in full bloom, and one bowl of the sour plum soup prepared by the old cook was not enough. She didn’t blame her for being greedy, nor did she blame the old cook for his skill, but the bowl was too small.
Another example is today, when she secretly took a nap and found that the sun was shining brightly outside the window, and she was in a good mood.